The Old English DramatistsHoughton, Mifflin, 1892 - 132 pagina's |
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Pagina 5
... come ; but the revival of learning , and the rise of cities capable of supplying a more cultivated and exact- ing audience , must have had a stronger and more direct influence on the growth of the Drama , as we understand the word ...
... come ; but the revival of learning , and the rise of cities capable of supplying a more cultivated and exact- ing audience , must have had a stronger and more direct influence on the growth of the Drama , as we understand the word ...
Pagina 24
... come to fetch Eurydice from hell . " This is , here and there , tremblingly near bom- bast , but its exuberance is cheery , and the quaint- ness of Proserpine's fan shows how real she was to the poet . Hers was a generous gift ...
... come to fetch Eurydice from hell . " This is , here and there , tremblingly near bom- bast , but its exuberance is cheery , and the quaint- ness of Proserpine's fan shows how real she was to the poet . Hers was a generous gift ...
Pagina 31
... Come , Sleep : O Sleep ! the certain knot of peace , The baiting - place of wit , the balm of woe , The poor man's wealth , the prisoner's release , The indifferent judge between the high and low ; With shield of proof , shield me from ...
... Come , Sleep : O Sleep ! the certain knot of peace , The baiting - place of wit , the balm of woe , The poor man's wealth , the prisoner's release , The indifferent judge between the high and low ; With shield of proof , shield me from ...
Pagina 33
... come back to my sheep . In coming to speak of Marlowe , I cannot help fearing that I may fail a little in that equanimity which is the first condition of all helpful criticism . Generosity there should be , and enthusiasm there should ...
... come back to my sheep . In coming to speak of Marlowe , I cannot help fearing that I may fail a little in that equanimity which is the first condition of all helpful criticism . Generosity there should be , and enthusiasm there should ...
Pagina 36
... come upon passages calm and pellucid as mountain tarns filled to the brim with the purest distillations of heaven . And , again , there are single verses that open silently as roses , and surprise us with that seemingly accidental ...
... come upon passages calm and pellucid as mountain tarns filled to the brim with the purest distillations of heaven . And , again , there are single verses that open silently as roses , and surprise us with that seemingly accidental ...
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Pagina 15 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Pagina 37 - Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can...
Pagina 51 - I'll leap up to my God! Who pulls me down? See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah, my Christ!
Pagina 40 - The reluctant pangs of abdicating royalty in Edward furnished hints, which Shakspeare scarcely improved in his Richard the Second ; and the death-scene of Marlowe's king moves pity and terror beyond any scene, ancient or modern, with which I am acquainted.
Pagina 50 - I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates; I'll have them read me strange philosophy And tell the secrets of all foreign kings...
Pagina 49 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command : emperors and kings Are but obeyed in their several provinces, Nor can they raise the wind or rend the clouds ; But his dominion that exceeds in this Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man, A sound magician is a mighty god : Here, Faustus, tire thy brains to gain a deity.
Pagina 130 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Pagina 51 - WAS this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul ; see where it flies ! — Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Pagina 52 - Oh, no end is limited to damned souls ! Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? Or why is this immortal that thou hast ? Ah, Pythagoras...
Pagina 113 - Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse: Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.